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ornate immensity of columns. A forest of them lined what looked like a path, while a gorgeous carpet ran the entire length of it. It was a plush rug, too. Her little sandals sank into the pile. It didn’t look real. And directly through the center of the room, she caught a blur. No. A figure. It was flying toward her at a speed she couldn’t follow, and then it slowed and became a man.
    He came to an abrupt stop before her. Close enough to feel his breath. Near enough to touch. His crimson and gold robes ruffled a bit before they settled about what looked like a really lean, muscled frame. Evie’s eyes widened as she looked up. She couldn’t help it. If this was the prince, she was in trouble. He was tall. He had brown hair with the slightest hint of beard growth on his chin and upper lip. And he was gorgeous. Her jaw dropped. He had to have the lightest blue eyes she’d ever seen. They were almost silver. Strikingly silver. They flashed in an odd fashion as she watched.
    And she damn near sighed.

 

CHAPTER FIVE
    What was he doing? Thinking?
    Ah!
    Daron would have ground out the cry of frustration if it wouldn’t draw even more attention to his failure. He settled with working at controlling a rate of breathing that threatened to drop him. Did nothing work? Was he truly such a weakling? A complete loss at self-control? He didn’t know why he asked. The answer was obvious. Why...he’d even lost control over his enthralling power. The last thing he wanted was to mesmerize her by flashing his eyes so they resembled silvered mirrors. And yet he must have.
    She was looking up at him with a wide-eyed, rapt expression right now.
    He’d spent the entire day setting this up. He was to be seated on his throne. Aloof. Slightly disdainful. He would wait for her to approach him. He wasn’t to give away anything. Nothing about how she affected him. He wasn’t going to allow her to even sense what she meant to him.
    And what happened?
    The moment she came through the doors, he’d shot from his seat, propelled without thought right at her. If he hadn’t reined in when he did, he’d have probably barreled right into her again. Had her enwrapped within his arms. Close. Almost melded. And that sounded just fine with him.
    The god,
Ahura Mazda
was probably laughing.
    This reaction was stupid. Uncalled for. Insane. He’d seen her at the club. He’d known then she was beautiful. His features relaxed slightly as he devoured the sight of her face. Her
chador
had dropped from her head, showing him she had thick hair the color of old gold. It was long, too. He couldn’t guess the length, but it slid over her shoulders before disappearing beneath her cloak. Oh! She was more than beautiful. She carried the hint of pleasure in her every glance, the promise of satiation on her every breath. Her gaze was stopping every thought and replacing it. With something massive. Heated. And hard. Any man with a woman like this was twice blessed and threefold cursed. He’d be like clay in her fingers. Daron already was. He was probably smiling like an idiot.
    Her eyebrows lifted. His heart stuttered in his chest. Hers must have, too, if her gasp was any indicator. Daron swallowed, his throat as dry as any sandstorm. And then he worked at stopping the instantaneous throbbing sensation that shot through his loins. He couldn’t think of one intelligible thing to say. Not one. But what did one say to the woman who held the key to his own personal
pairi-daeza
?
    “Uh. Hi?”
    She spoke first. His heart reacted again, swooping toward his belly and pounding away from down there. That was a new sensation, and nothing like he’d experienced in his previous existence. Daron almost looked that direction in surprise, except he didn’t want her looking there. He was afraid to draw any attention to what was happening.
    “Hello,” he finally answered.
    Her lips quirked slightly. It was probably to hide a smile at his discomfort. “Well. There goes my